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Nov 2018
Mid-day beers taste best alone.
tv off, windows open
and the **** dog asleep.
Another day halfway gone
and why hang around,
why linger on?
Seen it all before,
days grown bored.
The night gets music and lights,
alcohol and ****,
who could bore of this?
Written by
JJ Inda  36/M/Miami FL
(36/M/Miami FL)   
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